a disillusioned youth bursts forth from the comforts of a home that once held, comforted and nurtured. with nothing but the uniform of the day and a pack of camels; wanders through the dark of night with:

a semi-demonic mixture of beats which may or may not rock blocks and Himalayan villager chants with native instruments and a constant drone of the tambura and flute-a-phone combined with the sound of thousands of cotton balls hitting a linoleum floor after being dropped from a height of 3'

Lemon Pipers: Through With YouSilver Apples: Mekons: Hey Susan

Spacemen 3: Take Me To The Other SideFleetwood Mac: Danny's ChantBevis Frond: HillviewMove: The MinisterBrood: Don't Want To

Space Negroes: We Will Fall

it appeared that some local gnomes had become curious and were drawn to the flashing lights coming from the garage. together we strolled through the morning mist discussing the obvious differences between gnomes, elves, leprechauns, pixies and fairies. but first we cleaned up the cotton balls...